
3FailedAttemptss
trans girl (`・ω・´)
- Jan 22, 2025
- 155
I don't know what to do, and I feel like a broken record. I was planning to commit suicide with sodium nitrite. I had finalized my protocol and gotten the meds I needed, I'd written all of my goodbyes, including a final post for SaSu. I was so careful to be secretive when I picked up the sodium nitrite and I hid it well. Then, out of nowhere, my mother came into my room and asked if I'd bought poison???
Apparently, someone I trusted told my family I was planning to kill myself. This led to me being thrown in the psych ward and having to tell my mom where the sodium nitrite was hidden so she could confiscate it
It's so frustrating. I was that close-all the puzzle pieces were falling into place and | could finally kill myself. Then, everything was flipped on its head and now I'm back at square one in the psych ward with no sodium nitrite, no nothing. I'm writing this out of frustration and desperation. I'm a schizo and have a voice in my head that tells me to kill myself. For a while, it was a relief to be able to tell that voice, 'Rest assured, I'm doing everything in my power to make it happen.' But just a moment ago, the voice told me to kill myself again, and I'm so frustrated that there's nothing I can do. I'm trapped in the fucking psych ward.
I just feel like a failure. It's unreal how many times I've attempted suicide, and I'm still alive. It makes me feel like a fraud, a phony, an imposter. I feel like I should be fucking dead by now; it's insane that I'm not.
It's also really uncomfortable that my family is now so acutely aware of how suicidal ! am. This isn't something I ever wanted to talk about with them or have them know about me. It just feels wrong. But now, because of them, I'm in the psych ward. I know they're just trying to protect me, but my mental illness makes life unbearable.
I just want to die. I really, really just want to die.
Apparently, someone I trusted told my family I was planning to kill myself. This led to me being thrown in the psych ward and having to tell my mom where the sodium nitrite was hidden so she could confiscate it
It's so frustrating. I was that close-all the puzzle pieces were falling into place and | could finally kill myself. Then, everything was flipped on its head and now I'm back at square one in the psych ward with no sodium nitrite, no nothing. I'm writing this out of frustration and desperation. I'm a schizo and have a voice in my head that tells me to kill myself. For a while, it was a relief to be able to tell that voice, 'Rest assured, I'm doing everything in my power to make it happen.' But just a moment ago, the voice told me to kill myself again, and I'm so frustrated that there's nothing I can do. I'm trapped in the fucking psych ward.
I just feel like a failure. It's unreal how many times I've attempted suicide, and I'm still alive. It makes me feel like a fraud, a phony, an imposter. I feel like I should be fucking dead by now; it's insane that I'm not.
It's also really uncomfortable that my family is now so acutely aware of how suicidal ! am. This isn't something I ever wanted to talk about with them or have them know about me. It just feels wrong. But now, because of them, I'm in the psych ward. I know they're just trying to protect me, but my mental illness makes life unbearable.
I just want to die. I really, really just want to die.